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Ji Baicen's eyes flickered, his heart was pounding, the thing in his chest was beating violently like bungee jumping, and then softened into a puddle of water, up and down, so that he didn't know what he was doing.

When he recovered, he had already left the villa with Jiang Xiannian in his arms.

His eyes fell on Jiang Xiannian's bright eyes that were staring at him firmly, and then moved from his face to the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes, Ji Baicen silently corrected his words:

He didn't leave the villa with Jiang Xiannian in his arms, but he was "touched" by Jiang Xiannian to leave the villa.

He didn't come by car, this place is remote and secluded, if you want to go back, you can only take a taxi, or ask Mu Luo and the others to pick you up.

Ji Baicen didn't want Mu Luo and the others to see Jiang Xiannian's current appearance.

To be precise, I don't want anyone.

He decided to call the driver at home.

Holding Jiang Xiannian in both hands, he couldn't spare his hands to call and book a car, so Ji Baicen tentatively let go, wanting Jiang Xiannian to stand for a while.

However, as soon as he was put on the ground, Jiang Xiannian's expression changed, his long and thin eyelashes drooped, and a layer of mist instantly covered his originally flickering eyes, and a few small tears could be seen vaguely on the lashes.

Ji Baicen couldn't get through the phone, his expression changed when he saw this, he hurriedly put his hands on Jiang Xiannian's back, and hugged him with his down jacket in his arms: "Hey, don't let go, I won't let go, okay?"

Jiang Xiannian didn't speak, but lowered his head and bit his lip.

Ji Baicen was at a loss, he had long forgotten about the cold war, so he tried his best, patted and hugged, and finally coaxed Jiang Xiannian to take a look at him.

Seeing Jiang Xiannian raised his head, Ji Baicen hastily moved his face closer and forced out a big, bright and harmless smile.

Jiang Xiannian didn't know what he thought of, and his expression became aggrieved again:

"Does my brother hate me?"

Who made this rumor?

Ji Baicen was startled, shook his head like a rattle, and said angrily, "Absolutely not."

"Who said it, I tore his mouth."

Jiang Xiannian's voice was muffled: "Then why don't you look at me and talk to me well."

Ji Baicen was stunned when he heard this.

The scene of Jiang Xiannian passing him in the car in the evening appeared in his mind.

The drooping brows and eyes, the silent expression, looks the same as usual, but is it actually sad?

The cognition of "Jiang Xiannian is sad because of his indifference" was like a pie that fell from the sky, knocking his mind unconscious.

Ji Baicen hugged Jiang Xiannian even more forcefully, as if trying to embed him into his body forcefully.

I care about it.

It's different for him.

Being strangled so hard to breathe, Jiang Xiannian frowned and pushed Ji Baicen's face in resistance.

The mind dazzled by joy gradually sobered up, but guilt surged along with reason.

He's really nothing.

Ji Baicen lowered his body and kept Jiang Xiannian's eye level, like a big dog that made a mistake. He didn't know how to apologize, so he could only express it pitifully with his paws and eyes.

With a blushing face and an unnatural voice, she cleared her throat before speaking softly: "From now on, it won't be like this from now on."

Jiang Xiannian tilted his head slightly, as if he was thinking about the authenticity of his promise, and finally raised his eyebrows, his expression was fresh and cute that he had never seen when he was sober:

"Ok."

As he spoke, he opened his arms wide to Ji Baicen: "Hold me."

Jiang Xiannian stood under the street lamp, his eyes were full of broken stars, his usual delicate facial features concealed a lively and optimistic expression, his expression was ignorant, like a five or six-year-old child.

The trust and closeness to him are clearly conveyed through every movement and every look without falsehood.

The original feeling of wanting to melt came back even more violently, Ji Baicen's arms slightly bent under Jiang Xiannian's knees, and he hugged him horizontally.

Under such circumstances, it is naturally impossible to take a car. It is impossible to walk without being tired while holding a 120-jin person. Ji Baicen is only thankful that his physical strength is still ok.

After a while of silence, the person buried in his arms got out of his head uncomfortably, and pushed his arm:

"Not good, not good."

"carried me."

Jiang Xiannian did what Ji Baicen said, without any impatience.

Put Jiang Xiannian firmly on the ground, squat down and carry his back, and start again along the quiet and beautiful road.

After a while, the person on the back rested his chin on his shoulder, his warm breath brushed against his ear unintentionally, and reached out to stroke his hair: "I want candy."

"Go buy it."

As if he didn't touch it enough, Jiang Xiannian touched it a couple more times before retracting his hand.

Feeling the temperature of the fingers in his hair, Ji Baicen was a little amused.

Why did the little ancestor have different faces when he was drunk?

Ji Bocen kind of missed the No. [-] contestant who would look at his face and "touch porcelain" before. He was dumbfounded, no matter how cute he looked.

But it's not bad to boss him around now.

After buying candy, he went to the urban area. In the busiest area, there would be cars waiting to pick up passengers even at night. Ji Baicen hailed a taxi and took Jiang Xiannian back to his residence.

The drunk Xiao Caigou had already fallen asleep in the car.

Taking a warm towel to wipe Jiang Xiannian's face, Ji Baicen lay down beside him.

As if begging for interest, he stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms.

After being tossed all night, although the body is tired, it feels like drinking honey in the heart.

Ji Baicen touched Jiang Xiannian's cheek and let out a sigh of relief, this must only be revealed in front of him tonight.

He is the most special to Jiang Xiannian!

Thinking about it, Ji Baicen lowered his head and fished Jiang Xiannian who didn't realize it, kissed him hard on the face, and arched his neck again:

"You do me too."

The next day, Jiang Xiannian woke up and got out of bed for the first time, and even pulled the quilt over his face.

Shameful.

He remembered everything about getting drunk last night, from "touching porcelain" to outright instigation of Ji Baicen until he fell asleep.

Jiang Xiannian had never been so embarrassed before, and he didn't know how to face Ji Baicen.

After tossing and turning on the bed for half an hour, he still decided to face the social death scene.

However, I went downstairs anxiously, and the imaginary "accountability after autumn" and sarcastic remarks did not appear at all.

Standing by the dining table, Ji Bocen raised his head when he heard the movement, holding a plate of dark and shapeless unknown objects, his eyes were full of enthusiasm.

For some reason, Jiang Xiannian suddenly thought of a husky who is full of energy and always wants to go out to have fun...

Jiang Xiannian's eyes flickered, and he hurriedly looked away.

Half a second later, he cast his gaze over again.

The thing is--

He seems to like it a little bit.

I like the undisguised enthusiasm on Ji Bocen's face and eyes, and how he sees himself.